Got bitches 'n marijuana Bail any girl that I wanna I got 'em, I got 'em I can tell by the way you move that you a problem Ooh, she bad, she don't do it for free You can tell by the way I walk that I got 'em Got bitches n marijuana Ah, T-ballin',

Walking the blues Man slow down We'll get there take your time don't walk so fast Stay on your roller I don't blame people Saying "rocking the blues" 'Cause man this is it Now I think I'll relax That's the way to relax

She turns every head when she walks by Lights up the room with her pretty smile But you better stay away when she gets mad 'Cause she can make your world fall apart When she loves she loves with all her heart And that makes me a lucky man She can do no

Walk this way! Talk this way! She told me to When she told me how to walk this way Now there's a backseat lover That's always undercover And I talk til my daddy say Said you ain't seen nuthin' Til you're down on her muffin

(I'm bad at love) Each time the feeling fades Look, I don't mean to frustrate, but I Always make the same mistakes, yeah Always make the same mistakes 'cause I'm bad at love I know that you're afraid I'm gonna walk away Got a boy back home in Michigan

Even though we break up in the end Even if I knew you'd be the one that got away I'd still go back and get you Even if I knew you'd be my best and worst mistake Over and over, again and again I still walk in that bar a little drunk I still ask you what

Even though we break up in the end Even if I knew you'd be the one that got away I'd still go back and get you Even if I knew you'd be my best and worst mistake Over and over, again and again I still walk in that bar a little drunk I still ask you what

It must have been cold there in my shadow To never have sunlight on your face You were content to let me shine, that's your way You always walked a step behind So I was the one with all the glory While you were the one with all the strength. A beautiful

(I'm bad at love) Each time the feeling fades Look, I don't mean to frustrate, but I Always make the same mistakes, yeah Always make the same mistakes 'cause I'm bad at love I know that you're afraid I'm gonna walk away Got a boy back home in Michigan

Feels like I'm losing my mind So close, almost Ain't it my turn to win I'd take, one break Would that be such a sin Just a stepping-stone I'm just another old dirt road Yes, you walk on It happens every time